Could have used your advice in your absence
You were lit from below, you were vacant
Judy, I don't have the stomach for you, Judy
Move the chair from the room as you cleaned up
Did I hide by the sink as you cleaned up
Judy, I don't have the stomach for you
Did I spread my fingers for you? Or was it just my hazy memory?
Judy, Judy, my life is but a melody
Judy, you're a fallen house, and I don't want to pick you back up
Maybe I don't have the stomach for you...